It was bad enough that Danger picked his first bird of the year without my help. Then he had to rub it in.

With apologies to vegetarians, grouse season is finally upon us. Danger is proving to be a competent and thorough beater of the bushes, even if he does it at his own speed. What he lacks in drive, he makes up for with his nose. The season’s first bird made the mistake of trying to hide in a scree pile and Danger sniffed him out and convinced him to come quietly. When the shooting finally began a half hour later, I didn’t do so well. The tally for the season stands at: Danger 1/ Grayson 0.

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